Revelation. 9.19.00 I want to see you again To pity your fragility of testimony An onion-skin Against a thousand winters I try to forgive and forget But forgetting is the hardest part (even though I can hardly remember                       the colour of your eyes...) I feel like a newborn Glorious and awake- finally! The hands that tried to slap me Out of my sleep Are finally stinging Now...          so much later